“Don’t you realize that the sea is the home of water? All water is off on a journey unless it’s in the sea, and it’s homesick, and bound to make its way home someday.”- Zora Neale Hurston

Light from the scoreboard reflects off rippling blue water like fresh, pink-red blood. The swimmer moves shark-like through it.

Wearing a mercurial shroud, his human body, already 60 percent water, shimmers and breaks like a fragile shell around life, completing the transformation. He swims forward, backward through the depths of evolutionary history. A primitive creature shifts swift through waves under strobe lightning flashes, beneath the red glow of volcanoes erupting through seas.

Our roaming photographer captured this image at a recent swim meet in Denton. The light from the scoreboard provided a red frame on the water for the portrait. He waited until a Decatur swimmer moved through the perfect spot. The water shrouding the swimmer added intrigue to the shot. Swimmer and photog both got closer to home in their respective elements.